Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 At once it showed further possibilities; N.E. a charming landscape using a long horizontal slope such as I have been wanting to try. I set up my easel before I ate.It was pleasant here in the shade of the hemlock, eating my simple meal of ham sandwiches, celery & rhubarb pie, all my worries of the past week or so slipped away. All afternoon on the painting. The wind as hot and dry as in midsummer. When finished & I had everything in the car, I took a walk eastward—three large hemlocks together & beyond a low swampy tract with many elms. I picked here a large bouquet of marsh marigolds.I spread a blanket under the three hemlocks and ate my lunch here. Many birds—a songssparrow [sic], robin, crows, and two sparrowhawks [sic]. I stayed until the sun was almost down. Picking spring beauties.Then northward on 238 towards Attica (hoping to find a certain plant by a cemetery). A delightful road between Route 20 & Attica. A beautiful woods by a cemetery made me stop. A fine spot. The sound of a waterfall attracted me. It proved to be the overflow of a small dammed up pond. A sign “No hunting fishing (etc) State property. I assumed it to be a fish nursery or tree reserve.; I set out to explore the woods. Mostly maples, and all the underbrush cleared out. A beautiful place, hosts of trilliums and white violets, & a few squirrel corn.